gavi dvan
28th February 2006, 09:27 AM
About a month ago while utterly bored, I somehow stumbled across a detailed FAQ on lucid dreaming. Before this day, all I knew of it was its reference in the movie Vanilla Sky (top movie). I was completely fascinated by what I read and proceeded to look up more and more information on the topic. After a couple of (weak) attempts to pull it off, I kind of forgot about it, well not really forgot about it but just became distracted or lazy and hadn't bothered trying it since.
Last night I had my first lucid dream. Out of nowhere. What a trip.
I went to bed at about 11 or something as I was a bit tired. (I actually slept with my head on the opposite end of the bed to usual as I was watching TV the night before as I went to sleep and my pillows were still down there). At about 4am, I woke up.
Could NOT sleep.
I turned on the radio on my CD player. About 15 minutes later I turned that off and decided to swap ends back to my normal sleeping position. I then put on my bedside radio clock radio with the 59 minute sleep function thing. (By the way, a bit of music usually helps me sleep. I listen to music most nights.) I still could NOT sleep. I rolled from side to back to other side and just got nowhere. By the time the radio turned itself after the 59 minutes off I was quite $&^%@@!ing frustrated as I just wanted to sleep, goddamnit.
Desperate times call for desperate measures. I had to resort to the trusty, foolproof, don't-know-where-I-got-it-from, "lie still and count down from 1000" technique.
Got down to 900 no problem. By the time I was at 830, I was getting all those ridiculous thoughts that just make absolutely no sense whatsoever and I found myself half-asleepily restarting from 830 a few times.
Boom. I was gone. :D
Now in this sleepy time I am pretty sure I had 3 or 4 separate lucid dreams. Or at least different main settings, I don't know. But I only really remember the first one, of realisation that I was infact dreaming, and the last one, before I awoke.
I don't know how exactly I came to realise I was dreaming. I went into the upstairs toilet-room-thing in my house and I just remember suddenly thinking, "I think I could be dreaming." (Years ago I had a "normal" dream where I was able to fly when I went into the toilet-room-thing of my house, even though "my" house in that case was a completely different house, it sounds so damn stupid but it was a very clear dream, I think this may have had something to do with the connection.) Anyway, as I thought this, I just tried to fly. And up I went. It was like swimming in space or something, but there was a roof and all. I then deliberately tried to surpress my excitement. I don't really remember much from this point until my last dream...
My last dream, I shall not go into too much detail as it primarily concerned the fact that I well and truly knew that I was lucid dreaming and could do whatever I wanted, and so for some strange reason, that mainly involved women and certain actions involving them. Haha, it was cool. Remembering what I'd read about expecting things to be there, I was able to do things such as look at my empty bed, look away, and look back at it with someone in it. Or see my bedroom door slightly ajar, and then conjure up people to come in through it. Unfortunately during an unbelievable encounter that then followed, everything then faded and disappeared for good. Goddamn it!
EDIT-I forgot to mention, I do not know how to describe the feeling I felt after awaking from this experience. It felt just unreal. I was lying there trying to commit everything to memory with a big goofy smile on my face. I was also extremely happy that what began as such a frustrating night became the best sleep I ever had. I haven't got this off my mind all day.
Some interesting notes:
Every now and then, my vision would start to fade, not to black but to a kind of charcoal greyish colour I think! When this would happen, I would think along the lines of "no no no stay stay!!!" and I think I kind of swayed my head about or something. This tended to work, until the whole thing ended.
The entire experience was in 1st-person. Most of my dreams tend to be, at least partially, seen in third-person.
I also recall conciously thinking and worrying about the fact that while I am dreaming, my real body might be sleep walking or be being watched by somebody. Is that strange!? To have your dream body worrying about your real body? (After awaking I was quite relieved to find myself lying normally in my bed alone. Not naked in my loungeroom or something.)
Anyways sorry about the ridiculous length of this post, I don't care if nobody reads it, I just wanted to get it off my chest. But thanks for reading if you did. You're crazy!
Last night I had my first lucid dream. Out of nowhere. What a trip.
I went to bed at about 11 or something as I was a bit tired. (I actually slept with my head on the opposite end of the bed to usual as I was watching TV the night before as I went to sleep and my pillows were still down there). At about 4am, I woke up.
Could NOT sleep.
I turned on the radio on my CD player. About 15 minutes later I turned that off and decided to swap ends back to my normal sleeping position. I then put on my bedside radio clock radio with the 59 minute sleep function thing. (By the way, a bit of music usually helps me sleep. I listen to music most nights.) I still could NOT sleep. I rolled from side to back to other side and just got nowhere. By the time the radio turned itself after the 59 minutes off I was quite $&^%@@!ing frustrated as I just wanted to sleep, goddamnit.
Desperate times call for desperate measures. I had to resort to the trusty, foolproof, don't-know-where-I-got-it-from, "lie still and count down from 1000" technique.
Got down to 900 no problem. By the time I was at 830, I was getting all those ridiculous thoughts that just make absolutely no sense whatsoever and I found myself half-asleepily restarting from 830 a few times.
Boom. I was gone. :D
Now in this sleepy time I am pretty sure I had 3 or 4 separate lucid dreams. Or at least different main settings, I don't know. But I only really remember the first one, of realisation that I was infact dreaming, and the last one, before I awoke.
I don't know how exactly I came to realise I was dreaming. I went into the upstairs toilet-room-thing in my house and I just remember suddenly thinking, "I think I could be dreaming." (Years ago I had a "normal" dream where I was able to fly when I went into the toilet-room-thing of my house, even though "my" house in that case was a completely different house, it sounds so damn stupid but it was a very clear dream, I think this may have had something to do with the connection.) Anyway, as I thought this, I just tried to fly. And up I went. It was like swimming in space or something, but there was a roof and all. I then deliberately tried to surpress my excitement. I don't really remember much from this point until my last dream...
My last dream, I shall not go into too much detail as it primarily concerned the fact that I well and truly knew that I was lucid dreaming and could do whatever I wanted, and so for some strange reason, that mainly involved women and certain actions involving them. Haha, it was cool. Remembering what I'd read about expecting things to be there, I was able to do things such as look at my empty bed, look away, and look back at it with someone in it. Or see my bedroom door slightly ajar, and then conjure up people to come in through it. Unfortunately during an unbelievable encounter that then followed, everything then faded and disappeared for good. Goddamn it!
EDIT-I forgot to mention, I do not know how to describe the feeling I felt after awaking from this experience. It felt just unreal. I was lying there trying to commit everything to memory with a big goofy smile on my face. I was also extremely happy that what began as such a frustrating night became the best sleep I ever had. I haven't got this off my mind all day.
Some interesting notes:
Every now and then, my vision would start to fade, not to black but to a kind of charcoal greyish colour I think! When this would happen, I would think along the lines of "no no no stay stay!!!" and I think I kind of swayed my head about or something. This tended to work, until the whole thing ended.
The entire experience was in 1st-person. Most of my dreams tend to be, at least partially, seen in third-person.
I also recall conciously thinking and worrying about the fact that while I am dreaming, my real body might be sleep walking or be being watched by somebody. Is that strange!? To have your dream body worrying about your real body? (After awaking I was quite relieved to find myself lying normally in my bed alone. Not naked in my loungeroom or something.)
Anyways sorry about the ridiculous length of this post, I don't care if nobody reads it, I just wanted to get it off my chest. But thanks for reading if you did. You're crazy!